Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Money Man
Money Man
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eric Anthony Sandoval
Eric Anthony Sandoval
Composer
Tysen Jay Bolding
Tysen Jay Bolding
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
sonic
sonic
Producer

Lyrics

She steady callin' my phone She just won't leave me alone I made an M from the taxes I had no name and a badge I'm in the condo relaxin' I'm in the Lamb and I'm mashing I'm steady shoppin' for fashion I'm gettin' better and better She gettin' wetter and wetter She in the room she undressing I got a AR on the dresser On computers you know that i'm clever Got a play gotta wrap up the session All the work I could stop a recession Only real niggas sittin' on the castle All that talking i think think that you capping Imma draw it and shoot it the fastest Imma hop on the highway and mash it On this hybrid I'm feeling' galactic In the streets i'm I'm servin' my whole generation She only smoke weed on occasion She hit my gas and she fainted (yeah, yeah) Sometimes I'm feelin' abandoned Burning Skittles I ain't talkin' bout candy Locs and a beard like I'm Samson They not understandin' my grammar This for the streets and the schemers Pull up in a CPN Beemer Got the drac cause I'm hittin' em first Under arm gas musty Counting that cash money I need that fast money Ice on my neck I'm a glacier Black and White Porsche bi-racial Dirt on my motherfucking Margiela's Thumb through the check like a bankteller Me and my chick watching GoodFellas Weighing up bags watching Love and Hip Hop Stuffin' these buds in a motherfuckin' ziploc Made half a mil from a cheap ass laptop White collar saved a nigga All these profiles paid a nigga Workin' real hard like a slavin' nigga She give me face like a makeup artist Back in highschool I was shooting up parties (yeah) She steady callin' my phone She just won't leave me alone I made an M from the taxes I had no name and a badge I'm in the condo relaxin' I'm in the Lamb and I'm mashin I'm steady shoppin' for fashion I'm gettin' better and better She gettin' wetter and wetter She in the room she undressing I got a AR on the dresser On computers you know that i'm clever Got a play gotta wrap up the session All the work I could stop a recession Only real niggas sittin' on the castle All that talking i think think that you cappin Imma draw it and shoot it the fastest Imma hop on the highway and mash it On this hybrid I'm feeling' galactic In the streets i'm I'm servin' my whole generation She only smoke weed on occasion She hit my gas and she fainted
Writer(s): Money Man, Eric Sandoval Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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